Luyện nghe bài hát Taste - Esham

[Intro: J]

The Time has come for the blood to run into the paved with gold
We have lived in the zoo of the ghetto for so
And like we kill each other for the hatred of others
We must move the suburbs and punish the rich for their ignorance
For the horror of death, that is part of our in our neighborhood
And give them a taste of the
And when we the governments children
And the streets smell of
maybe then we will see our in a new light
And put an end the the in the ghetto and an end to the killings

[Verse Violent J]

whats going on in the free world
Broke out the asylum and killed a
ta warm u, just to get it on
Cause im be cutting throats till the break of dawn
nobody get me
I've always a psycho now they coming with me
That's when we team up
cause I believe every deserves a good cut
Look in my brain its insane
roll around naked in the rain
Rich bitch took me for a sucka
Now we killing you of killing each other
Walked in the house, him in the mouth
Leaned back the head, and the brains out
My list are strong its a saw
The fronts like they dont know what is going on
Fuck, ill take the matter in my own
Cut ya cat, cut ya down
Cause i know the rich go
And im in the bushes,axe to the nogging
About 30 or 40 times,psychodelic sick with the psycho rhymes
But ya keep the in one place,
But I'm at ya door, have a taste!

two: (Nate The Mack) {Shaggy 2 Dope}]

(Fucking you up let you pass, fucking you up, shot you in the ass)
out the alleyway with a muthaphucking battle axe}
{12 dead bodies on the muthaphucking tracks}
(Im of this shit i see on the TV,they showing psychopathics and i see me)
(And ya me a homeless hobo,
while I'm laying on my suede couch to mojo)
{Snipe ya in the head a tower,
or chase ya ass clear out the shower}
{Finally ya on the block,
take this here gat and shoot ya in the
(Who ya wit governer E?
Don't ya know I'll ya dead ass from a tree)
{Then ya by ya foot}
{Mister drumma looking bald punk bitch}
(Stroll to the party)
{Drank all they
(Then everybody)
(They set it up wrong,
created the and thought it wouldn't last long)
{Thought kill each other off,
didn't think come to the suburbs.jackoff}
(The clowns this knife in ya Face)
({Motherfucker, a Taste})

[Verse three: Jump

In Detroit time, time being done
not another solution
Without but wicked men
How many muthaphuckas ive know the years
Got they necks blown off or crippled in their
Now iull tell ya cause i in many Schools for this
Cause im by the vision and close my hand into a fist
Raised in the crime nothing to eat
So my natural instincts to in the street
Im going to war and i you caution
JumpSteady stepping the governments brainwashing
(Take it, Take it farther, it far)
Dont let even judge ya, cause you know who you are
Seems they dont even know about the inner city war
Moneys on the jews in the desert but what the for
the're stupid,The mine are surrounded
Think i like to pay a lesson to a
And save a life or two
End this ghetto war for the homies that i once
ya peeping out the barn with ya closed
(Ya peeping out the with ya closed eyes hoe)
I got a killing rage waiting on my change
On the holes on my jacket i my gage
What ya do if i show up at your place
Try to it this time, motherfucker have a taste

four: Capitol E / Esham]

Ya need a spoonful, another wants a little
So let me feed you the city like in a steady
Ya wake up to thining it was a dream
Till ya hear ya neighbors holla and ya young child
Everyday thang, it to ya
Just wait till you see that at ya front door naked
Begging for money, acting like he ya
Ya slam the door in fear, but day he'll show ya
Catch ya at blank range ya getting jacked
(come up wit it bitch)
Now ya dont how to act
But that's the life and the of a mother
everyday, one another the other
But the suburb living is class
With a high class leather city with ya ass
And show ya the rough
Hungry homeless people commiting after crime
And bitches the pike for dough
Then they run to the sella to buy some rocks slow
And i hear ya fun of that...
ICP (What's up E) ya bats
It's time for you to crack some
And if dont know now, show them what to expect
Cause it matter the race or the place
Capitol E giving the inner city

[Interlude: J]

Yea! We to Birmingham,gross point and beverly Hills
I thought you knew, we in a devilish mood

[Verse five:

Guess who's rolling with the ICP, That black devil straight from the D
Im out to birmingham,to tip off a german
And looking for the governer to kill him and i i can
Violent J the way so im gonna getcha
If ya standing in my way im wit ya
The black devil, that devil ya dont
more pussy than Bel Biv Devoe
Hey man do you know my

Im down with notics, nuts on
So give me mine it aint about black or white
It aint wrong or right on Devil's night
I a cross in ya fucking face
Now got a new case
So give me a